Tokyo, everyone is drawing comics, who still wants to fall in love?

On the other side, at Tokyo University of the Arts.

When Namikaze Yukaku was in class, he felt a little uneasy.

She stayed up all night last night because Oda Shingo was so crazy. Well, it was so crazy to storyboard, she was in the closet and couldn't get out.

But this was not the reason why Namikaze Yukaku was confused.

The professor in the classroom talked about the history of this world as if chanting a scripture: "Oda Nobunaga launched an overwhelming counterattack against Akechi Mitsuhide after escaping the crisis of the Honnoji Incident..."

Namikaze Yukaku couldn't listen at all, and what was swirling in his mind were Oda Shingo's storyboard comics.

What's the next plot like? Will a bald man be found to be very powerful? Will any weirdo show up? Will he still solve it with one punch?

This is nothing, Yukaku Namikaze found himself always thinking about how to draw those sub-shots in detail.

The image of the copy table kept appearing in her mind, and the storyboard papers were placed underneath. She used the G pen tip of the comic to carefully draw the pictures according to her thoughts...

Those scenes full of tension will be perfected in your own writing!

Each character full of personality will come alive in your own writing!

I don’t know how many readers will be attracted by the storyline and characters when they read this comic!

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

Namikaze Yukaku stood up and wanted to pick up his book and leave the class.

"That classmate..." The old professor looked over.

"Ah." Namikaze Yukaku realized his subconscious actions and quickly sat down again.

During classes in Japanese universities, early return is very important. It is generally believed that this affects the teaching atmosphere.

In Yamato's concept, when it comes to influencing others, it is regarded as the worst thing.

The classmates whispered.

"That's called Namikaze Yukaku, right?"

"Yes, she's pretty, but she's always weird."

"Yes, yes, he is cold and cold. He is a weirdo."

"I heard that when I was in high school, I beat a boy and broke his bones."

"Huh? So dangerous?"

Originally there were no classmates around her, but there was another girl sitting next to her who took the initiative to move aside.

"..." Namikaze Yukaku, under the strange looks of his classmates, hurriedly lowered his head to read and endured until the end of get out of class.

The lunch meal seemed to have no taste.

The afternoon class happened to be about comics.

"There is a saying in the comics industry that the storyboard determines the skeleton and the main writer adds flesh and blood." The teacher explained the basic knowledge of comic drawing in class: "Although the storyboard looks sloppy, it is called the skeleton in comic drawing and is the key factor that affects the entire cartoon drawing. An important factor in the quality of comics.”

Namikaze Yukaku took the opportunity to ask freely: "Teacher, is there anyone who can draw a dozen storyboards in one night?"

Many of her classmates looked at her in shock.

Not because of the question, but because in my impression, Namikaze Yukaku was always cold and silent.

Among the students in the grade, Namikaze Yukaku was quite famous, and his appearance and figure were quite outstanding. Many people have actually noticed her for a long time, but her temperament is too special and she always feels untouchable.

In particular, an accidental injury caused her reputation among her classmates to become even worse due to rumors spread by people with ulterior motives.

Whenever a bold boy talks to her, she will look at him with hair all over his body...

"Draw a dozen storyboards in one night?" The teacher pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "You asked that right, right?"

Some classmates chuckled.

Well, I did ask the wrong question, not a dozen, but dozens. Namikaze Youkaku murmured in his heart.

That guy Oda Shingo completed 68 storyboards overnight, and it was still of high quality!

I also thought it was impossible, so I temporarily changed my story and said there were more than a dozen.

The teacher continued: "Dear students, if this is a manga artist's work plan, then it would be Inu Hoshimi."

The classmates burst into laughter.

This is a Japanese proverb. Simply put, it means that dogs look at the stars and have no self-knowledge.

Namikaze Yukaku's face turned red.

"Students who are interested in becoming cartoonists must not overestimate themselves." The teacher said seriously, "If you can draw ten storyboards a day, you are already considered highly productive."

A classmate asked curiously: "Are there any cartoonists who are famous and productive nowadays?"

"If you have more than twenty pictures, you are a genius." The teacher looked yearning. "The most famous person in the cartoon world now is the young genius Watsuki Kosuke. He is known as the cartoonist with the fastest hand speed with 28 storyboards a day. ”

Upon hearing this, Namikaze Youkaku couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, what if there are more?"

The teacher was stunned: "You mean drawing blindly?"

"No, no, I mean, I drew more than sixty storyboards in one night, and they were of high quality." Namikaze Yukaku thought back in his mind, that was the miracle he saw with his own eyes last night.

The teacher said casually, "Haha, that's the big devil!"

The students burst into laughter again.

A male classmate laughed and said: "Dozens of drafts in one night, he must be a big devil!"

The strange yin and yang tune inevitably makes people think crookedly, making the girls around them squeal.

Namikaze Youkaku was no longer embarrassed.

Instead, she sat there blankly, seemingly distracted...

One afternoon, time seemed to pass very slowly.

Until the course was over, Namikaze Yukaku ran back to his residence as if he had been pardoned.

Then, he changed into more formal clothes.

She even took out her makeup box, which she had hardly used since she bought it, and clumsily put on some makeup in front of the mirror.

This is a habit of other people that she discovered when she came to Tokyo.

Tokyo women must put on makeup when they go to work.

"Not used to it..." Looking at herself in the mirror, Namikaze Yukaku sighed.

If I had put on makeup yesterday, I'm afraid that the smell of powder would be left in Oda Shingo's room, right? This is a flaw.

As a ninja, she is very taboo about the smell of her body.

With trepidation in her heart, Namikaze Yukaku went to Oda Shingo's house.

On the way, she couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Big Devil?"

I was ignored and excluded by my classmates...

I couldn't even enter the comics club...

I was ridiculed for serializing comics on the web...

Do I really have the opportunity to be the chief writer under the Big Devil of comics?

Namikaze Yukaku looked at the cheap and shabby apartment in the sunset from a distance and swallowed nervously.

When the sun was about to set.

Oda Shingo heard a polite knock on the door.

He opened the door and saw Namikaze Yuzuru, dressed in a serious business suit, standing upright at the door.

Oda Shingo was stunned.

With delicate but cold facial features and straight and slender legs, this young girl stood in the last rays of the setting sun.

That was a beauty that Oda Shingo had never noticed in his previous life.

But he was stunned for only a moment and then he regained his mind.

"Welcome, Namikaze-kun, you are here." Oda Shingo smiled.

He noticed that Namikaze Yuzuru looked at him with a hint of respect.

"Senior Oda, Namikaze Yuzuru is here as you ordered." Namikaze Yuzuru said hi and bowed 90 degrees seriously, "Please allow me to be your chief writer, please!"